The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 118 PIT
"it is good!"

Annie licked her dry lips, glanced at the map, and then slightly pressed down on the accelerator with one hand.

Waaaaaah!

Because of the siren, the two vehicles that were originally stuck in front seemed to have received a mission order and immediately moved to the side lane.

Buzz!
Eric's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he began to feel the speed. He instinctively reached out and grabbed the handrail by the door. He trusted his own driving skills, but not the novice's.

With the intersection right in front of them, Eric still gave a reminder.

"Right path!"

"I know!"

Annie responded, instinctively slowing down and steer the police car toward the right lane.

This made Eric's lips twitch. The driving skills were so bad, it was unbearable to watch. He subconsciously glanced at the map.

This novice driver's skills are probably comparable to those of the suspect; it remains to be seen who will emerge victorious in this contest between the two.

At this moment, according to the map, the icons of the two patrol units were heading towards the intersection ahead.

They will encounter the suspect at the next intersection.

And now is precisely the time when the traffic lights at the intersection are switching.

They had a green light to go straight, which reduced the risk of running a red light, while the suspect had two options: run a red light or move to the right lane.

However, the suspect arrived at the intersection faster because she was closer to it.

"Speed ​​up!" Eric warned, noticing there were still cars ahead.

Annie pursed her lips, pressed the accelerator, and steered the police car past the vehicles that were trying to avoid it.

Eric looked up at the car window; the intersection was now in front of him. He then looked at the map to confirm the suspect's location.

The traffic lights have already started to change.

To his surprise, the icon representing the 10-Adam-8 patrol car stopped.

The suspect didn't run a red light or move to the right lane; instead, he suddenly stopped at the intersection and obediently waited for the red light to turn red.

This really made Eric a little nervous, but he relaxed a bit.

This alone reveals a great deal: either the suspect is still sober and just wants to get into prison to work, or he's just looking for fun.

Based on the current information, if the suspect is successfully apprehended, it is highly likely that the elements of attempted theft will not be met, since she drove the car away in front of William and Michael.
She also obeyed traffic rules and was not intentionally racing. If no fatal accident occurred during the journey, it would not constitute dangerous driving.

Therefore, taking all factors into account, the suspect will most likely be punished with a certain number of days in prison and a fine.

Even Annie, who had just glanced at the map, couldn't help but ask, "Is she waiting for a red light?"

Eric nodded, looking at the intersection in front of him, and then at the Explorer patrol car that had come into view, stopped at the right-hand intersection waiting for the red light:
"Stop her!"

Annie stepped on the gas again.

at the same time.

Waaaaaah!

The African American woman, who was sitting in the 10-Adam-8 patrol car, heard the sirens and saw the police car speeding towards her from the left. She glanced at the red light ahead, then swerved to the right and floored the gas pedal.

Even at a time like this, she wouldn't run a red light!

This made Eric, sitting in the passenger seat, feel even more relaxed as he watched the police car turn right.

Suspects like this are unlikely to touch anything inside the police car; perhaps she had no intention of harming anyone.

“Either he’s looking for fun, or he wants to go to jail,” Eric said.

"Bite her."

Annie also let out a soft breath, steered the police car through the intersection, and followed closely behind the police car in front.

She was actually quite nervous just now, fearing that it was one of those ruthless criminals who would use the rifles in the police car to shoot people. But now, the situation actually made her feel more at ease.

Because the light had just turned green, there was no obstruction ahead.

The speed of both police cars was increasing rapidly.

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In an instant, it reached a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. Eric gripped the handrail tightly, and as the car's rear end drew closer, he couldn't help but warn it.

"Hold on!"

He was genuinely afraid that the newbie would make a mistake!
Annie didn't answer; she just stared intently at the rear of the police car in front of her.

Okay, the rookie seems to be getting a little carried away. He's experienced that adrenaline rush before. After thinking for a moment, Eric didn't try to stop him; he simply picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the incident:

"10A11, we have successfully made contact with the suspect and are currently pursuing him on Hadley Street. All units are advised to take note."

As Eric's report sounded, the patrol unit icons displayed on the map began to respond accordingly.

Some patrol units located on the perimeter moved directly to prepare to block the area in front.

Seeing this, Eric glanced out the car window. The distance was getting closer and closer. The suspect's driving skills were only so-so. At the same time, he could roughly feel the relative stability of the car.

This shows that Annie is still quite stable and has a high probability of winning in the competition between females.

“Do you remember the high-speed pursuit rules?” Eric asked.

Annie stared intently at the rear of the car in front: "Remember!"

"Given the current conditions, is it feasible to implement a tracking and intervention technique?"

Tracking Intervention (PIT), as the name suggests, is a high-risk tactical maneuver used to forcibly stop a suspect vehicle during a car chase.

By striking the rear side of the suspect vehicle, the principle of center of gravity shift is used to disrupt the rear wheel grip of the target vehicle, causing it to spin 180 degrees out of control before coming to a stop.

Just now, this newbie missed at least three opportunities.

"Police regulations recommend that officers avoid attempting tracking interventions when the vehicle is traveling at speeds exceeding 35 miles per hour!"

Even during a high-speed chase, Annie's mind remained clear, perhaps because of her background as a lawyer, she was quite methodical.

Eric raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. In reality, veterans don't always follow police regulations; they rely on experience to do what needs to be done.

Regulations are just regulations, not prohibitions.

A seasoned veteran like him would have already implemented a PIT (Private Intervention) and wouldn't have given the suspect a chance.

"She's entered the community!!!"

Annie watched as the police car in front suddenly turned sharply and sped toward the median strip, rattling and clattering as it drove onto the lawn on the right.

But Eric suddenly stopped speaking and didn't indicate what to do. She gritted her teeth, turned the steering wheel, and followed.

The car lurched and then crossed the median strip to catch up.

boom!
The two police cars lurched and crashed into the residential area, knocking over a nearby trash can before quickly drifting into the adjacent parking lot.

boom!
The police car in front crashed through the guardrail and moved onto the road, and the police car behind it also crashed through the guardrail on the other side and followed.

Along the way, vehicles and pedestrians scrambled to avoid the commotion, causing chaos and confusion.

"Great, this girl is probably going to have to write an accident report."

Eric gripped the handrail with a slight smirk, already imagining what Annie would be like in the future. Then, seeing the suspicious police car ahead swaying and slowing down, he gave a warning.

"You have to write an accident report for everything you hit, so do you want to work overtime writing reports, or take this opportunity to implement PIT?"

Annie understood what she meant and, staring at the rear of the police car right in front of her, instinctively shouted:
"I'm going to start implementing PIT!!!"

Eric smiled and encouraged him, "Alright! Run her over!! Go run her over! This is your only chance!!"

Upon hearing this, Annie gritted her teeth and slammed on the gas pedal. The sudden increase in speed caused her upper body to lean back slightly. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the rear of the car that was already in front of her. She then steered the police car to crash hard into the front and the side of the car.

She gave it her all!!

Bang! The taillights shattered! A large amount of debris flew out.

The African American woman in control of the suspect police car suddenly lost control of the steering wheel. Gravity rapidly shifted, and she felt the world spinning around her. The 10-A-8 police car she was controlling also spun out of control and finally crashed into the sidewalk to come to a stop.

Annie, who was hit, also felt her vision suddenly spun around. Startled, she sensed that the car was about to go out of control. Her eyes widened and her field of vision went blank. It was her first time using a pit stop, and she didn't know how to control the car for a moment.

Just then, she felt her powerless hand being completely covered by warmth, and a steady, gentle voice pierced her ears like thunder.

"Don't panic. Keep your grip on the steering wheel and prevent it from turning erratically. This will reduce the risk of losing control and keep you driving straight."

(End of this chapter)